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Justin closed his eyes, clearly trying to cool off his lustful desires, and she grinned.

Killian shook his head. “You’ve got about five seconds to take her up on that offer or I’m moving in.”

Justin glanced over at Killian with a glare. “You might
try
to move in,” he taunted.

Lily laughed when both men raced to remove their pants, both intent on winning the prize. She tried to push down the warmth that suffused her body as she considered the fact they both viewed her as a reward.

Then happiness was quickly washed away with the cold realization that they were willing to fight over her.

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It was that fear—more than all the rest of her anxieties—that drove home the hopelessness of this situation. While they were sharing her this weekend, this could only be a short-term arrangement. Come Sunday, she had to call a halt to at least the physical aspect of their relationship. God willing, they would accept that decision and not hate her for it because the idea of living in the same city and not having their friendship would hurt more than she cared to think about.

She never wanted to drive a wedge between them and she refused to ruin a lifelong friendship. When this weekend ended, she’d have to convince them the lust had passed.

Justin had called her a terrible liar. She hoped for all their sakes he was wrong in that assessment.

Both men approached the side of the bed at the same time and she moved, kneeling before them on the mattress. “Wait.” She put a hand against each of their chests. She needed the sex to distract her from her troubling thoughts and a naughty seed bloomed in her mind. “You said you didn’t mind sharing, right?”

Justin nodded and Killian looked at her questioningly. “We don’t have a problem with it. Obviously,” he added with a small smile, gesturing at the three of them as they huddled closely together, naked as the day they were born.

She moved slowly, keeping her hands on their chests. Neither man moved, clearly interested in seeing what she would do next. “So you wouldn’t mind if we did it this way?” She sat on the edge of the bed and took each of their cocks in her hands. She bent forward to lightly kiss the tip of Killian’s dick, while running her hand along Justin’s rigid flesh. Both men hissed.

Justin’s hand tangled in her hair and she glanced up to see a sinful look cross his face. “You think you’re up to taking on both those cocks at once? With just your mouth?”

She offered him a wicked smile before moving over to nip at the tip of his head.

He groaned.

“You don’t mind?” she asked. “Standing so closely together?”

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Killian shook his head. “I’ve seen Justin naked plenty. And we’ve been trapped in tighter spots.”

Their time in Iraq crossed her mind and she realized the two friends had likely been through so many experiences—bad and good—that there was little that would surprise them about each other.

“I want you to come on my breasts.” She wasn’t sure where the words had come from, but the moment she’d uttered them, she knew they’d always existed—yet another of her secret desires emerging. She’d created quite a list in the past decade and Justin’s and Killian’s willingness to indulge her was a heady feeling to say the least.

“Oh fuck yeah,” Justin muttered. “Come here, baby girl.” He pushed his cock toward her lips, not stopping until the head brushed the back of her throat. “Swallow my dick. Take it deep.”

His words triggered a multitude of hungry needs and she took him as he requested, never relinquishing her grip on Killian’s cock. Justin began to thrust inside her mouth, his movements rougher than the previous night. She fought back the sensations his rough touch triggered and she savored his unquestionable dominance.

On the fifth thrust he pulled out and cupped her cheek, forcing her to meet his powerful gaze. “Open that sweet mouth up for K.”

She turned, offering her mouth for Killian’s control. Unlike Justin, Killian’s motions were gentle but no less potent. He claimed her mouth as if she were his most precious possession. She blinked back tears at the intensity of the moment, of her emotions, trying to convince her traitorous heart it was making a mistake. She couldn’t love them both. She couldn’t.

Killian pulled free and she turned back to Justin, relishing his forceful, hungry return. Over and over, she welcomed them into her mouth, caressing their firm cocks with her lips, her tongue, her hands. Their hands engulfed her face and she closed her eyes, giving herself up to the feelings.

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Killian was the first to break the silence. “I can’t hold off much longer,” he said, as his cock went deep into her mouth. Justin’s hand covered hers on his dick, clasping tighter, encouraging her to rub him harder, faster. Killian moved out of her mouth and did the same. She watched as both men quickened their joined strokes before coming.

Killian’s cock erupted first, his semen shooting out in strong bursts, landing on the tops of her breasts. She moved forward, anxious to catch every drop, and Justin’s orgasm came as well. Hot cum covered her as both men grunted out their pleasure from above. She squeezed her legs together, trying to calm her own throbbing needs.

“Lay back.” Killian pushed her shoulders down to the bed and she went willingly, whimpering when each man gripped a knee, shoving her legs apart.

“Shhh,” Justin consoled. “We’re going to take care of you, Lil.”

She trembled when she felt Killian’s lips cover her sensitive clit and she knew it wouldn’t take much to push her toward her own climax. Justin shoved two fingers into her pussy and she cried out with relief. As Killian sucked on her clit, Justin fucked her into the hottest orgasm of her life.

“Don’t move a muscle,” Justin commanded and she fought against the instinct to laugh.

“That won’t be a problem,” she replied breathlessly. Justin left the room as Killian crawled onto the bed, lying down beside her. He pulled her face toward his and kissed her sweetly. For several moments they lay with their foreheads pressed together, merely sharing each other’s air.

When Justin returned, she was pleased to see a washcloth in his hand. “Thought you’d like to clean up a bit before carrying on.” He placed the butt plug on the side table and she could see he’d removed it from the packaging and washed it as well. She tried to hide the slight tremble their toy
and
their desire produced. While she was anxious to experiment and learn, a tiny part of her knew taking both of them inside her body at once would shatter her resistance.

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Justin washed her breasts, his movements easy, careful. Once he’d removed all evidence of their earlier sex, he put the washcloth down while Killian pulled her to a sitting position. He ran his knuckles down her cheek and grinned at her.

“You look sexy as hell after sex.”

She ran her hand through her tangled hair and shook her head. “Have you had your eyes checked lately?”

Killian tapped his temple. “Twenty-twenty, sweetness.”

“Come here, Lil.” Justin had donned a condom and was lying back on the bed. She crawled over him, surprised when he quickly positioned her over his cock, pulling her down firmly, steadily. Once he was seated to the hilt, he held her hips in place, not allowing her to move. “Just like last night,” he said, “except this time Killian will do the honors. I have a feeling he’ll have a gentler touch than me. Besides, I want you too much. Can’t wait.”

She smiled and resumed the same position as the previous night, leaning forward to rest her head on Justin’s chest. Killian ran his hand over her ass before rimming her anus with the tip of his finger. She felt the bed move with his weight as he reached over to the nightstand for the lubrication and the plug.

Justin began kissing her, lightly pushing his cock into her. She tried to quicken his pace but he broke away from her lips, grinning and shaking his head. “Not yet.
Now
who’s being impatient?”

She narrowed her eyes. “I bet I could make you give me my way.”

Justin’s face took on a cocky look for only a second—then she clenched her inner muscles against his cock and he groaned. “Dammit, K. Hurry up. Our Lil doesn’t fight fair.”

Killian laughed, smacking her ass once, harder than she would have imagined he would.

“Hey,” she protested, but Killian ignored her and slapped the other butt cheek.

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“Behave yourself.” He lightly rubbed the sore spots on her ass before opening the lube and squeezing some into her tight rectum. He pushed a single finger in, his movements soon mimicking those of Justin’s cock in her pussy. She rode both shallowly for several moments before Killian slowly thrust in another finger. She gasped at the tight pinching, but before she could consider the slight pain, Justin took her lips, kissing her senseless. Soon the muscles loosened and again her body began moving on instinct, need. She wasn’t sure how long their slow initiation lasted, but she complained when Killian pulled his fingers out too soon.

“Don’t stop. I like that.”

Killian ran his hand along the back of her thigh. “Then you’ll love this.”

She froze when she felt the solid tip of the plug pushing against her anus.

Justin ran his hands through her hair before rubbing her back. “Relax, Lil. The plug’s only a small one. It won’t hurt you, I promise.”

She took a deep breath and placed herself into their care. Once the plug was fully seated, Killian bent down to press a faint kiss at the small of her back.

Justin turned her gently until he was on top of her. The plug in her ass amplified his possession of her body. He pushed inside her over and over until she cried out with her orgasm. Her spasms drove Justin to the apex as well and he shuddered, muttering the word “fuck” lightly against her cheek.

“Language,” she whispered and he chuckled as he pulled out. In an instant, Killian took his place and she marveled at her body’s instant response. She craved them both and she didn’t know how she’d ever be able to walk away from them, from
this
.

Killian drove her back to the brink and she shuddered under the impact of her climax. He fell to her other side, gently removing the plug, and then her two lovers held her as they drifted into sleep. Only when she was sure they wouldn’t see did she let the silent tears flow.

Her resistance was shot. Her heart was theirs. And she was fucked.

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Killian sat on the recliner as Lily cuddled on his lap lazily. They’d settled in for the afternoon, ready to watch a bit of Sunday football. He pretended to watch TV, aware that his thoughts were elsewhere. They’d gone out for breakfast that morning and Lily had talked them into letting her pick up her car before returning to their place for some early-afternoon delight. They’d had sex on the kitchen table, Lily sucking his cock while Justin took her pussy. None of them had bothered to get dressed again as Lily wore yet another of his T-shirts with nothing underneath. After the rendezvous in the kitchen, he and Justin had simply thrown on sweat shorts and not bothered with shirts.

He played idly with Lily’s hair, trying to assimilate this woman with their shy friend from high school. At times—like now, when the three of them were just hanging out—it seemed easy to believe they hadn’t spent the last ten years on opposite ends of the world.

“I have another confession to make,” she said as she stared at the television screen.

“Oh yeah?” Killian asked.

She turned to grin at him. “I thought you were totally hot in your football pants.

Used to live for Friday nights just so I could stare at your muscular thighs and tight butt.”

Justin laughed and shook his head. “Damn, Lily. I’m starting to think you were hornier in high school than we were.”

She giggled. “You guys have certainly helped me make up for lost time.”

“I don’t know about that. From the letters you sent to us in Iraq, I got the impression you were dating quite a bit.” Killian wasn’t sure why he’d raised the subject, but reading about her boyfriends had always bothered him. Until this weekend, he’d 88

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thought his feelings were based on the protectiveness he’d always felt toward her. Now he wondered if it wasn’t jealousy.

“I’ve had a few boyfriends over the past several years.”

“But no Mr. Right?” Killian asked. Justin looked at him strangely and he wondered what his friend thought of his question.

Lily shook her head. “Nope. No Mr. Right yet.”

“But you wanna get married someday, right?”

She looked at him and then Justin before answering. “I’ve always pictured myself married with kids. What about you?”

Killian nodded. He wanted a family as well. He’d grown up in the middle of one of the world’s best homes and he knew he wanted to give that same life to children of his own. “Yeah, settling down with the right woman is definitely in my plans.”

“Not mine,” Justin interjected. “I’m a free agent.”

Lily laughed and shook her head. “Ah, Justin, you know the harder they fight, the harder they fall. You’re gonna land on your ass one of these days and I hope to God I’m around to see it.”

Justin shrugged good-naturedly and they all turned their attention back to the pre-game show.

The weekend had gone too fast and every sexual interlude had ended with the three of them madly dashing toward release. Every time with Lily felt like the first time.

Killian was hesitant to bring up what would happen next. God knew he didn’t want this day to end anytime soon.

“Where’s that damn delivery guy?” Justin looked at the clock on the DVD player.

“We ordered almost an hour ago.”

Lily rolled her eyes. “I’m sure he’ll be here any minute, Mr. Impatient.” She rose from his lap and Killian fought back his growing erection as he caught a brief glimpse 89

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of her ass before his oversized T-shirt fell past her thighs. “I’ll go get some plates and napkins.”

She was almost at the doorway to the kitchen when there was a knock at the front door. “Told you so,” she sang out as she continued out of the room.